We made the long drive to spend the next four days with family in Duck, North Carolina. Hurricane Hermine just passed through and left a little bit of a mess but we were greeted with sunshine and smiling faces from two of the cutest little boys.
The ocean was rough and our pool was filled with sand but these boys did not let that get in the way of their fun.
This kid has moves for days.
Our daily rituals consisted of waking up late in the morning, trying to scrounge any leftover donuts that the early birds left behind, head to the beach, eat, drink, eat, drink, take a nap, eat, drink, debate who was drinking the most, eat, drink, and go to bed. I mean, we were really living it up.
Some of us took to building sand castles (more like piles) at the pool and the beach.
I have never experienced so many horse/sand flies that would hover around and sting you every chance they got. Little buggers. We got the water guns out and declared war. We lost, miserably.
Piper enjoyed her daily walks on the beach.
We interrupted our daily ritual and decided to take a boat out on the bay.
The men signed their life away to be captain for the day.
(rhymes for days, just call me Kanye)
And we are off...
It didn't take long for us to come to a halt from all the seaweed in the propellers. Captain Jer came to the rescue and we were off again.
Trying to claim the coolest dad award.
We all jumped in to the frigid cold water (not as gracefully as Jamie) and swam just as the sun was getting ready to set.
The one that was most nervous about the boat ride and was constantly telling the captain to slow down, warmed up and was loving it by the end.
We devoured our packed lunch (my peanut butter and jelly was on point) and enjoyed the sunset.
It was a perfect end to our trip. It was so great to be home and catch up with family and friends and look forward to our next trip back.
